Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Sweden and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing John Holt to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Brand Nubian,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bill Wells,
Angry Samoans,
The Five Americans,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tommy Roe,
Bootsy Collins,
Japan,
Chris & Cosey,
Junior Murvin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
AZ,
Buzzcocks,
Fluxion,
Zero Boys,
Harpers Bizarre,
Audionom,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Association,
The Skatalites,
Janne Schatter,
Boz Scaggs,
The Searchers,
World's Most,
Warren Ellis,
Scan 7,
Scientists,
Dorothy Ashby,
Andrew Hill,
Maurizio,
Crime,
Ultra Naté,
Darondo,
Talk Talk,
Drive Like Jehu,
Circle Jerks,
Franke,
Mad Mike,
The Neon Judgement,
Yellowson,
Skarface,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Laurel Aitken,
The Smoke,
Brothers Johnson,
Davy DMX,
Anthony Braxton,
Max Romeo,
Ronan,
Blancmange,
The Raincoats,
Robert Görl,
Hasil Adkins,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cheater Slicks,
Ronnie Foster,
The Dirtbombs,
Scott Walker,
The Zeros,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.